We put the kids to bed tonight during the 3rd quarter of the "big" game. Now, while I usually do watch the Super Bowl for the commercials, I was forced to watch the game while icing down my knee.
After the game was over, I heard Tanner still talking in his room. I went in, tucked him in, and he asked me where daddy was.
"Daddy is watching the football game."
"Yes, the Giants won."
I tucked him in & left the room.
Tanner erupts in tears...
"What's wrong, buddy?"
"The Giants are coming - don't let them get me!"